The Wolves Catch Their Attorney(10)

But was Sierra the correct women for them both? She had brains and beauty, there was no denying that. But after one short date there was no way he could tell if they would be happy together. She’d been a wonderful companion, a great guest, but maybe that was just her personal relationship skills, not that there was any meaning behind them. Having to wait a whole week to see her again was going to be hard. Perhaps he should spend his time doing some soul searching. Working out not what he wanted in a woman, but what he could offer a woman. What skills and abilities and characteristics did he have to help make someone else’s life more worth living?

Not much actually. He did genuinely care about people. He truly hated to see them in pain. But then, so did Fergus and likely Fergus was a better nurse than him. Also he was still a little awkward around humans and Sierra was human. The people he’d shared a house with as he’d studied had been other wolves. The house was owned by a large pack from out of town, and had been purchased so that any young people coming to town to study would be able to live with other shape-shifters. Which had been great for him, especially since he was studying a course with mostly women and mostly humans. But it meant he hadn’t actually bothered to learn much about humans and their preferences. Well, except what he’d learned in his studies. But not real-life-applicable things like how to pleasure a human. Stuff he might need to know by next week.

Likely it’s time to reread my anatomy textbook. Nope, the anatomy hasn’t changed. It’s the mental thoughts and feelings I’m going to not understand. And how can I study them?



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Sierra set the treadmill and began running. This was the only time of day she had to think about her personal life and she needed to think about Fergus and Campbell. She’d agreed to a second date with them. Did she like them both? Was she seriously considering getting involved with two men at once? A ménage. Two wolves! I need to see a therapist, I’m obviously insane.

Ménages aren’t so uncommon. Isn’t half the state of Utah members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and don’t some of them practice polygamy? And some people from Muslim countries do, too.

“However, this is Ohio, not Utah, and it’s not a Muslim country either. Plus those religions usually have one man with several women, not one woman with two men.”

But Tibet, Bhutan, and Nepal all have communities that practice polyandry, and the heroine of that old movie, Paint Your Wagon, ended up marrying both men for a while.

“Okay so there’s a legal precedent.”

She felt a smile breaking out across her face. Here she was trying to sort out her private life and she was still arguing with herself as if she was in court facing the judge and the prosecutor.

But this’s how I prepare myself for court all the time.

Sierra concentrated on keeping her breathing even as she ran and on not speaking aloud anymore. This was a public gym not her private office where she could argue with herself because no one would ever know. Someone at the gym might actually hear her and that was not what she wanted to happen. Besides, she was almost certain the same men who hated her to win in court would use any knowledge that she was involved in a ménage against her in some way. If she decided to continue exploring a relationship with two men she’d need to keep very quiet about just exactly how intimate they were becoming. A woman could have any number of friends and admirers. But if she slept with more than one man she was liable to be labeled a whore, Elizabeth in Paint Your Wagon notwithstanding.

However, she had proven to herself that ménages might be a little unusual, but they happened today and had happened for hundreds of years. A ménage with one human and two wolves was a little different though. That raised the situation into a whole new level of complicated. She knew she couldn’t “catch” the werewolf gene. All those old B-grade movies with people being bitten by a werewolf and going mad under a full moon were not true. The werewolf gene was given by a parent to a child just like the eye-color gene or the gene for long fingers and toes.

And Ambrielle, who is human, is living with two wolves, and is very happy.

Okay, it seemed her mind was ready to start adjusting to the idea of a ménage between herself and two male werewolves. Well, as long as the actual details of the relationship were hidden from the world in general and her competitors and clients in particular. Which brought her back to the more basic level. Did she like these two men? Did she want to spend her precious free time with them when she could be working toward the partnership in the company which meant everything to her?